Thursday, September 10, 2015

DAY ONE and TWO

Away to the country of the pointed firs
 to the place we call "Wessiefoo"
(each of us spelling it in our own ways)
 9.4.2015
Landed
Last Foxglove Blooms
Closer
First Laundry Line
Gathered from an Ancient Tree
Apple Sauce Beginnings
9.5.2015
Where I Write
 Shaded Gazebo
Morphing into fall
Crickets, Cicadas
Katydids singing:
'Summer's slip-sliding'
 Hot
 Inside
Sheltered from the Heat
To be continued...Meanwhile you can read
"The Country of the Pointed Firs" by Sarah Orne Jewett
~*~

2 comments:

grace Forrest~Maestas said...

YOU ARE HOME. as much as i love you GONE THERE, i love even more that
you are
HOME
Love, Love, Love

Mo Crow said...

there and back again